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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔤'𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨
𝔰𝔬 𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢
𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔱'𝔰 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤
𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔰
𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔫 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱'𝔰 𝔬𝔱𝔱𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫
𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔰
𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔰𝔢𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔱 𝔡𝔲𝔰𝔨
𝔟𝔢𝔣'𝔯𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔱𝔥 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰
𝔟𝔢𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔢𝔦𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢
𝔰𝔬 𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢
𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔱'𝔰 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤
𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔰
𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔫 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱'𝔰 𝔬𝔱𝔱𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫
𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔰
𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔰𝔢𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔱 𝔡𝔲𝔰𝔨
𝔟𝔢𝔣'𝔯𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔱𝔥 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰
𝔟𝔢𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔢𝔦𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢
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Re. Fingers
23rd Feb 2021 7:46pm
Can you please tell me how you got that font, kind sir? (please pm me!)
I LOVE this whole layout.
Poem, visual, font... make for a terrific piece of art.
Well done, Adagio!
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I LOVE this whole layout.
Poem, visual, font... make for a terrific piece of art.
Well done, Adagio!
🖤 🥀 🖤
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Re. Fingers
23rd Feb 2021 11:13pm
Re: Re. Fingers
23rd Feb 2021 11:18pm
"Not difficult" when you have the gift you have. Have you spent a lot of time studying William? Hugs and peace, oral
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Re: Re. Fingers
23rd Feb 2021 11:26pm
Thanks for sharing. Like to "Pick your brain" some time for ideas. Hugs and peace, oral
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Re: Re. Fingers
23rd Feb 2021 11:31pm
I have read the Bard many times but I get stuck in the "Old King's English" and don't seem to translate it into now. Maybe I need to read some of the modern translations. Thanks for responding. Hugs and peace, oral
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Re. Fingers
28th Feb 2021 2:39am
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28th Feb 2021 2:48am